• I'm gonna fight 'em off
    A seven nation army couldn't hold me back
    They're gonna rip it off
    Taking their time right behind my back
    And I'm talking to myself all night
    Because I can't forget
    Back and forth through my mind
    Behind the cigarette
    And the message coming from my eyes
    Says "Leave it alone"

    Don't wanna hear about it
    Every single one's got a story to tell
    Every one knows about it
    From the Queen of England
    To the hounds of hell
    And if I catch it coming back my way
    I'm gonna serve it to you
    And that ain't what you want to hear
    But that's what I'll do
    And the feeling coming from my bones
    Says "Find a home"

    I'm going to Wichita
    Far from this opera forever more
    I'm gonna work the straw
    Make the sweat drip out of every pore
    And I'm bleeding
    And I'm bleeding
    And I'm bleeding
    Right before the Lord
    All the words are gonna bleed from me
    And I will think no more
    And the stains coming from my blood
    Tell "Go back home"